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Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls |
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Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap |
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He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call |
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For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep. |
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The monastery stood towering above the ruined city |
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It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes |
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To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity |
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All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones |
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For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen |
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A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land |
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The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams |
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And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand |
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And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a book |
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A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms |
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She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart |
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But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far |
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She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous decision |
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For this dark tome was no for human eyes to ever read |
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The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions |
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So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been freed |
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For no apparent reason had the woman been drawn in |
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Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real thought |
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She wandered to a room that before she'd never been |
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And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught |